Chapter Forty-Nine: Ye Luo is silent again
In the blink of an eye, three years.
Chen Sheng's alchemy skills are becoming more and more skilled, and it is rare to see a fryer, and sometimes he tries his best to refine the condensing pill, and he can burst out of the best grade.
In the entire medicine house, he is not a lonely and unknown person, he can be regarded as the number one person.
It's just that, looking at the younger generation, he has never been a person in the first echelon.
In the same year, Chen Ergou, who was the master of the third hall of the Law Enforcement Hall at the time, established new rules, reorganized the sect, and killed people in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and even the elders of the inner gate were all defeated.
Some people say that this matter involves a high-level dispute, but there is no news to spread, so it can only be closed.
Fourth year.
Wu Taisheng, a foundation building realm monk, entered the Laurel Peak, transformed into the master of the first peak, and became the elder of the inner gate.
Fifth year.
Liu Shao's success in breaking through the realm and finally building the foundation was really beyond everyone's expectations.
There is also Zhao Tianyang outside the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, slashing the two major foundation-building demon beasts with a sword, and on the day of returning to the sect, everyone was in an uproar.
These are all talked about in the Immortal Sect, and with the addition of the new people, they gradually changed to the image of a respected elder.
In addition, the people Chen Sheng knew, such as Hua Yuncang, this young man in the rivers and lakes of Chen Guo, since entering the Immortal Gate, has not lost his heart, and now he is a cultivator of the eighth layer of qi refining.
Recently, the green bead has broken through the twelfth layer of qi refining, and one step away from the great consummation of qi refining.
Each has its own opportunities, and the younger generation has shown great vitality.
"Brother Sheng, it's better for you to be quiet here."
Chen Ergou came to the medicine house, his clothes were very simple, a black dress, no other embellishments, even his hair was naturally falling.
In his body, the youthful spirit was no longer visible, but instead there was a deep and heavy one, and in those eyes, there was a depth that could not be seen directly.
"In the law enforcement hall, don't be happy."
Chen Sheng heard some truth in the medicine house, the high-level people in the law enforcement hall fought fiercely, and one of the people who played the game was Chen Ergou.
Over the years, his experience has been wonderful.
"It's just the old man suppressing the newcomer, it's just that I don't want to boil up my qualifications, and I directly command the backbone of the younger generation and turn the table."
"My rules are rules."
"Fortunately, my methods were good and I had the upper hand, and then the righteousness opened the way, and it further spread out, and all those who felt in the way were swept away."
"In a few years, there will be only one voice in the Law Enforcement Palace."
When Chen Ergou said this, he was full of energy, and his face was full of confidence, as if his opponents were all local chickens and dogs, not enemies.
He did it, the young man Tianjiao, once he got up, all the people who hindered him were swept away.
Bright and dark, it's all the same.
"You've changed a lot."
Chen Sheng couldn't overlap the person in front of him with Chen Ergou in his memory, that kind of scheming and city government were completely the posture of the immortal road boss.
Turning over his hands for clouds and covering his hands for rain, I am afraid that in the future, the entire Immortal Sect will be Chen Ergou's world.
"If you don't advance, you will retreat, and I don't want to retreat."
Chen Ergou said in a low voice.
In fact, he is burdened with a lot, the ardent expectations of the teacher, the admiring eyes of the latecomers, and the competition of the same generation, which can only make him keep moving forward.
"Avenue Battle, that's right."
Chen Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said affirmatively.
Among his peers, he is the only one who can make this move.
If you are a bystander, Chen Ergou will be powerful, letting people know the majesty of the young Tianjiao.
At this time, he was very satisfied, and after muttering, he became firm, and said, "That's right...... it's good!" ”
He cares very much about Chen Sheng's opinion, and the affirmation of this one person alone is better than thousands of rewards.
Immediately, he became high-spirited, counting the young people of the Immortal Sect.
"Wu Taisheng entered the Laurel Peak, this is the inheritance of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, there is no heritage, and it is destined to be unable to hold power in the future."
"Zhao Tianyang is too arrogant, a bit of a master and a little low, but after killing two demon beasts in the early stage of foundation building, he hyped it up."
"Liu Shao's foundation has been damaged, even if he can survive the foundation building calamity, he can't go further."
……
Sprinkled with heartfelt words.
Only here is Chen Sheng, Chen Ergou can confide in his heart.
Outside, he is the master of the three halls of the Law Enforcement Palace, the first person of the younger generation of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, everything he does and says is envy and worship, and he has to hold a shelf, which is not very interesting.
"You think they're all mediocre, then I'm ......"
Chen Sheng admitted that he was a little sour, although he often said that he was a late bloomer, but when he looked at Chen Ergou of the same generation pointing out the country, his heart was still a little turbulent.
"Brother Sheng is wise and martial, and his Dao heart is stable, and he can last for a long time."
Chen Ergou held Chen Sheng at the right time, and after these days of arrogance, he listed him as an object of reverence.
I have to say that this really makes Chen Sheng's heart extremely comfortable.
The two talked for a while, so unhappy.
After Chen Ergou left, Chen Sheng received an invitation from Deacon Zhou to chat together.
"It's been more than five years since Deacon Mo left."
Frankly speaking, Chen Sheng had a little guess in his heart, but he was reluctant to believe it and wanted to ignore the passage of time.
After the rise of the younger generation, there have been many masters of the older generation, who have quietly established themselves in the world.
Zhu Xiafeng.
It's still quiet, there's no fighting, it's like a world away.
In the hut, Deacon Zhou was lying on the Taishi's chair, his eyes staring at the beams, as if to see the flowers on it.
Chen Sheng's arrival broke this dead silence.
Deacon Zhou beckoned to him and said, "Sit, standing doesn't smell like that." ”
I remember that not long after Chen Sheng came to Xianzong, he got along with him, and the most leisurely time for the two of them was side by side, lying on the Taishi chair, chatting.
"Squeaky ......"
A scene from the past reappears.
The two Taishi chairs swayed, one old and one young, all silent, quietly enjoying the rare purity.
"It's still a familiar feeling."
After a while, Chen Sheng smiled, and when he shook, he seemed to have returned to the time when he first came to the Immortal Sect.
It was a very peaceful time, and apart from meditating and refining qi, I didn't care about anything else.
"It's been a few more years."
Deacon Zhou also felt it, but he was not Chen Sheng after all, his body and mind were gradually decaying under the erosion of the years, and he was already going underground to accompany his former friends.
Chen Sheng was silent, not knowing what to say.
"I'm running out of time."
Deacon Zhou sighed, as if helpless and relieved.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most ruthless and fair order between heaven and earth, and he has cultivated all his life, but after all, he has not escaped his fate.
"What do you say, you ......"
Chen Sheng couldn't stay silent any longer, and the crazy thoughts in his mind were running, wanting to say a few more thoughtful words of comfort.
Deacon Zhou was the first person he met after coming to Xianmen, and he was also the first Taoist friend.
He really didn't want to, and this fate was broken.
"Let's face it."
Deacon Zhou said dejectedly.
In an instant, Chen Sheng's whole person became stiff, as if he had woken up from a dream struck by lightning, and finally had to face the cruel truth.
In the face of facts, no amount of words is in vain.
On this day, the two talked a lot, including Deacon Zhou's arrangements for the aftermath of his death, and Chen Sheng's views on the future.
Until!
Dispersed!
The thorough kind!